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Nov 2020
Your eyes are black

Your hands are red

Grasping, grabbing

Me by the moonlight.

Off in a distance-
An abyss.

I contemplate
How deep I can dive
To swim away- or to
Feel anything at all.

Seaside waves crashing
Violently into me,
As are you.

I let out a sound-
But My feet- they
Can’t touch the
Ground.

So now I float
Above the ground
And it’s hard for me
To ever come down.

Eternally lost- and
Never found.

You haunted me
With just one look-and
Your eyes black
Hands red

Now I lie here-
Not quite alive
Nor dead.
Samantha Cunha
Written by
Samantha Cunha  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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